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Jazz's pov

"So what you're sayin', is that there are other dimensions. And there are other versions of us in them?"

"Pretty much. I was jus tryin to keep my charge from getting blown to smithereens by Jackie an' this happened." I said to my dimensional counterpart. I don't blame Celeste for being moody, I'm kinda tired of going through all these dimensions. None of us have much of a clue of why we haven't gotten back home but at the same time Wheeljack is only trying to solve the problem. I only pray that we get back soon because we're all hesitant of trying to consume any form of fuel for fear of what the affects might be.

"So, you can't talk because the Decepticons ripped your voice box out. That's really cruel of them."

"Indeed. The worst they have done here is kidnaping and destruction of property." Prowl said. Not to be rude but I much prefer my dimension's Prowl over the others. The first I ran into was the closest to him, and that's probably because he had a similar relationship with that version of me. As for my different versions…I like them. They aren't too different from me. But back to the task at hand, Wheeljack decided that we would stay in this dimension for the night so we could at least rest. Thankfully Bee and I both had food and water for our charges so they wouldn't go hungry. After Mikaela and Celeste got a shower, Celeste found a way to re-do her hair, and to transform her outfit into a slightly different one with the help of Sari. Something tells me that those two have become great friends. Celeste was now wearing a camo dress and her hoodie was tied around her waist. Her black converse surprisingly went well with the outfit. The two were talking a mile a minute about fashion and us, I think. I only caught the last part of what they were saying. "So you design clothing in a different dimension?" "Yeah, I actually design costumes and sell them online. I also do alterations for the military on our base."

Bee: "You guys work with the military?"

Sam: "Oh yeah. Right now the military is trying to deny any existence of the bots. Can't have the public freaking out."

Bulkhead: "Huh, well it's not like you aren't friendly to those you meet. Wonder why they'd freak out."

Me: "Cause the humans in our dimension don't handle the similarity between our two species well. Well, with the exception of the few here and those we work with back home."

Celeste: "Okay, but playing haunted car pranks on the locals as well as holding conversations with people two to three times your size is a tish un-nerving wouldn't you say? I mean the day I met you, I was pretty convinced you were a normal human being with blue contacts in. Later I find out that you aren't even from this planet. And to make matters better you turn into a sports car. Do you even know how many of those we have on the planet? Let alone the fact that a car will never be just a car to me anymore!"

Mikaela: "Sari how did you react when you met the bots?"

Sari: "I screamed and ran away. Heck Bulkhead and Bee screamed and honked back at me in response."

Celeste: "I rest my case."

She said coolly as she sat across from Optimus and Ratchet. It's funny, the Ratchet in this dimension is older, fatter, and weigh less ready to help then ours. But he does care for the others. Optimus on the other hand is way younger, and he doesn't seem to be able to really have control over the others. At least not a whole lot. Ours definitely has control, and the funny thing is that he's not much older than this one. Maybe he just needs more time.

Meanwhile, Wheeljack sat in his corner poking at the remote for the umpteenth time. "AH HA! GUYS!" "What?! Who where!?" Leo shouted as he sat up from where he had fallen asleep on the couch next to me. Poor dude looks insane. "I figured it out! I had been wrong in my button sequences all along!"

Bee: "Eureka!"

Me: "So how's this help? Cause I'm pretty sure we'd all like to pass out soon Jack."

Wheeljack: "Simple, I just have to use it like a t.v. remote. We'll start going "up" in the "channels" tomorrow morning."

"So long as you're sure. Night Ya'll." I called before I left to a different part of the warehouse to get some recharge. For what felt like the millionth time, I began my usual nightmare reel. Seeing Megatron rip me in half, feeling the pain and then shifting to a different dream, this one is where the others get caught by the cons. Getting them back was a miracle, but they've been to the pit and back because of the torturous methods used on them. And finally, the last one, which is usually the worst, was probably the worst. The cons took Celeste, and worst of all, they brutally tortured her. Frying her hands with electrocution, throwing acid on her back and rubbing salt in the wound, forcing her eyes open and making her watch others go through the same thing before they blind her by throwing bleach in her face. They kept her as a pet, blind and helpless, only able to grunt and scream while she scrambled around looking for help that would never be able to come. That was the one that made me wake with a start.

"Yo, you al'righ' there man?" I looked to my left where Jazz was sitting at the base of his berth. He looked like he kind of knew what I was going through. "Night terrors. Sorry if I woke ya." I whispered as I rubbed my face with my servos. Primus I might need to see Ratchet about this when we get back. "No worries. You must've seen some serious slag to have ones that strong." I looked at him and shook my helm. "Ya have no idea." "Wanna talk bout it? Might help, you neva know." "Sure, why not?" I said as I got off my berth and went over to his. It took about twenty minutes to explain everything to my dimensional counterpart and by then I'm pretty sure that he was stunned to say the least. "You were righ'. I had no idea. Dude, you might wanna see your medic bout those. And that one bout your charge? Damn." He said solemnly. "You really like her don't you?" "Wha-. ""Man, jus' admit it! You like her a lot. No shame in that." He said calmly. "Ya don understand! I…she…we're not even of the same species! How can I tell er' somethin' like that?!" "Jus' tell her when you're ready. Being in the friend zone aint bad is it?" "No. I jus' wan her to be safe ya know? I wan to say how I feel, but…but…" "You're afraid o' what she'll say. Dude that's okay. The greater the risk the greater the spoils, you dig? The worst she can say is that she doesn't feel the same, and really, that could change over time. Don't sweat it." He said clapping me on the back. I do like Celeste, a lot, but I don't want to ruin our friendship. Not only that but I don't want to subject myself to another spark brake in only three years. Maybe I'll tell her someday, but not in the near future. Right now we need to get home.

The next day came quickly, and I mean quickly. Before I knew it, Celeste and Sari were swapping numbers and we were gearing up for our next jump. "Just remember what I said. Tell her when you're ready." "All righ mech. I will. Catch ya later?" "Course you will! Gotta have a jam fest with the others right?" "Dude yes!"

Celeste: "Yo! Jazz that is my guardian! You wanna come on so we can attempt to get home?"

Wheeljack: "We'll get home by day's end! This I swear!"

Mikaela: "Ho boy. This'll be good. Bye Sari! Bye Bulkhead, Prowl, Ratchet, Optimus, Bee, Jazz!"

"See ya'll later!" I called as we began our warping process, the others saying their goodbyes as we went. This time we landed somewhere different. Back in the desert, but still in animation. This looked a little more real, and kinda edgy. Like batman meets the universe we just left. We warped to an area right in front of a tunnel. Wonder what's in there?

Wheeljack: "Nope. This is not quite right."

Leo: "Wonder what's in here?"

He asked as he began to venture into the tunnel. Of course we had to follow him into the tunnel. And what did we find? One mech at a green screened computer, a femme getting ready to blast us to kingdom come, and four mechs backing her up on either side. Let this be a lesson to you kids, don't explore weird tunnels. By my guess, she had Bee and Prime on one side, and Bulkhead and Smokescreen on the other. Primus can we catch a break just once?!

Me: "Don't shoot! We're- "

Prime: "Autobots stand down. They mean us no harm."

"You sure Prime?" The femme asked still ready to blast us. "Yes Arcee. They're Autobots as well." "Yeah Arcee! Check the insignias!" "CAN IT JACK!" She shouted over her shoulder at the mech that walked into the room behind her. Damn, remind me never to piss off Arcee. She can be one scary femme.

Celeste: "Oh for the love of God! Wheeljack!"

Wheeljack: "Hey! Look, it's like a channel system! Either we go up or we go down! And this time we went up! I can't guarantee that we'll get back so easily!"

Leo: "No you can't! I find it hilarious that both you and your dimensional doppelganger said that we'd get home on the first try, and here we are!"

Arcee: "Frag. There are two of you now?!"

Celeste looked to her in shock. "Forgot to introduce ourselves. Hi, we're from another dimension. This is Jazz, Bumblebee, and Wheeljack. I'm Mikaela, this is my boyfriend Sam, and our friends Leo, and Celeste." She said kindly. Arcee looked slightly mortified as did the rest of the bots. "Oh Frag yeah! We got another wrecker!"

Celeste: "S'cuse me? What in the hell is a wrecker?"

Me: "Basically it's a team of Autobots who go into battle guns blazing, explosions roaring, and haphazardly."

Celeste: "So basically Ironhide on steroids?"

Bee hunched over in choked laughter, as did I. He'd be pissed if he knew she said that. "I'mma- Bzzzt. Tell him you said that! Bzzzzzt!" He choked out between laughs. Unfortunately for him this made Ratchet pay attention to him. Never have I seen him (or his doppelganger) move so fast. Before any of us could think to speak, he was hauling bumblebee to the Medbay, muttering curses and saying that he wouldn't break his promise twice. No I have no clue why. "So our Wheeljack blows things up in the name of science, and theirs does it for the hell of it? Dude why did we have to come here?!" Sam moaned. "Hey Bulk! Can we go dune racing or what?" "Uh, gonna have to cancel Miko." "Hey, Bumblebee, who are they?"

Prime: "I believe they are our doppelgangers from a different dimension. Correct?"

"Yep. Nice to meet all of you." "How did this happen?" He asked. It took exactly eight minutes to explain what we had been through in the last…what day? I don't even know how time works in relation to this. Regardless they took it well.

Arcee: "So. We exist in another dimension."

Jack: "That's pretty amazing. I always wondered if there were more dimensions, and different versions of us."

Celeste: "Welcome to my world. I only hope that we can find our original dimension. Which reminds me, Wheeljack- "

Wheeljack: "Another ten minutes at least!"

Celeste: "Thanks. But I was going to ask if you were a wrecker. No sense in trying to speed along what you can't."

"Oh. Sorry. Yes, I was originally part of the black opps wrecker crew, but thanks to Ratchet, and the disbanding of the team I'm just a humble scientist now."

Me: "What's Ratch got to do with that?"

"He told me that if I continued to do slag like that, he would do two things; stop fixing me and should I die, bring me back and then kick my aft for all eternity for having done so in such a stupidly spectacular way."

Mikaela: "And we all know he's capable of bringing people back. Jazz."

Me: "Hey I died protecting a noble cause. Granted I shouldn' have said "do ya wan a piece o' me" since that could be interpreted differently than I'd hoped. How was I to know that he'd bring me back, or that it was possible?"

Celeste: "And just how long have you been back? Bout a month huh?"

Leo: "How'd you know?"

Celeste: "Uh hello?! I can read people remember?! I knew he was hiding something of the sort. Thee night terrors, the mother henning, his trying super hard to impress me without scaring me. I knew all along, I just didn't want to say anything because it's none of my business and because I didn't want to re-open old emotional wounds."

Me: "Thanks. I wanted to tell ya, but I wasn' sure how. No sense in wrackin' my processor with it now I suppose. So how've ya been Smokie?"

Smokescreen: "Good I guess. Do I exist in your dimension?"

Me: "Last I saw ya, was before we left for earth. So yeah, far as I know ya do."

Wheeljack: "Man, the wreckers disbanded?! Shame. Aint it Bulkhead?"

Bulkhead: "Sure is."

Wheeljack: "Hey, me. Why don't I lend you a servo with that scrap while the humans converse?"

Wheeljack: "You can take a look, but I don't think that there's much you can do."

"We'll see. Weapons are more of my thing but this should be cake to solve." He said as he continued to look at the remote. He added some parts and tweaked a few nobs until he was satisfied. Meanwhile Bee came scrambling out of their Medbay clutching his throat. "Bee? You okay?" "S…Sam. It doesn't hurt to talk anymore! He fixed my voice!"

Ratchet: "And with the shrapnel I removed, perhaps I can make parts to fix our Bumblebee's voice."

Having heard that, their Bee jumped for joy, trilling happily. We kinda lost track of time after that, what with answering questions and such. Apparently they're all that's left of the Autobot forces here. Which I feel bad for, because I know the feeling. None of us back home have any clue about our other forces. We truly think sometimes that those of us who made it to earth are really all that are left. But surely there are more of us hiding amongst the stars. At least in our dimension. "INCOMMING!" "OOOFFFFFFF! Nice throw Bulkhead!" Ah, lob ball. How'd I forget about this game? "TWACK! Sssssss. Owwww. Nice lob other me!" Our Wheeljack hissed. Probably suppressed the memory for the sake of safety. A mech could seriously get hurt playing that. "Uh, Jazz. Is the goal of this game to inflict pain?" Celeste asked in slight fear. "Actually yes. One mech lobs the ball of crumpled metal at the other of his choice as hard as he can, trying to knock them to the ground." "World's deadliest game of catch. How fun." Leo muttered.

Of course something always has to ruin the happiness. Alarms began to sound and all of the bots froze. Prime checked the computer before growling angrily. "Autobots, we have a Decepticon sighting. Prepare for battle and roll out."

Me: "We're coming too. Ya'll look like ya could use a hand."

I said. Wheeljack put down the ball and shook out his limbs a little before transforming with the rest of us. Surprisingly, they use a groundbridge too. And it really came in handy since we just drove into the battle. It was actually a challenge. I was blasting cons left and right, Bee was tag teaming with his double confusing a few and blasting them to the pit. And then it happened. Both our Wheeljack and theirs and Bulkhead charged a huge group of cons shouting, blasting and slicing them to smithereens. It was beautiful, and horrific at the same time. Not too long after that the cons began to retreat leaving us to bridge back to the base. When we got there we were surprised to see our charges sitting calmly talking to theirs. Celeste was asking Miko about her style, and taking a few pictures. While that was happening Leo and jack were talking about school while Sam and Mikaela watched Raf type on his computer.

Arcee: "Are we in the right base? Ratchet isn't yelling, and nobody is shouting at a video game."

Bee: "Trust me, as a mech who's traveled several dimensions today, you are in the right base. Our charges are here."

Wheeljack: "And thanks to my doppelganger, we can leave."

"Yep. Now you guys won't need to wait breems for the remote to re-boot. It'll take only a few minutes. Like two." "Awww! But I wanted to take Celeste Dune crashing!" "Pffft. Don't worry Miko. It'll happen."

Raf: "Really?"

Celeste: "Totally. I have your guy's numbers and frankly I highly doubt that we won't visit once we learn how to properly dimension jump. Right Wheeljack?"

He nodded enthusiastically before we called our charges to us. "We wish you luck in finding your home. May Primus be with you all." Prime said with a nod. "Thanks! We hope you guys win your war!" Mikaela shouted back. "I'll see about getting the wreckers back together! Wheeljack shouted as we warped away. This time we landed in a junkyard. It's a pretty nice one at that.

"FREEZE!" A sky blue, white and gold femme commanded. Just once I'd like to land somewhere without an immediate threat. Ya'll know me, I'm a pretty chill dude, but this is getting annoying. "Uhh. Wheeljack, we should get out of here." Bee said nervously. "Strongarm, that's Bumblebee." The little orange one said. "Frankly I'd like to see you blast him. Just so you could get in trouble for once." Shouldn't you be on patrol Sideswipe? And it's not Lieutenant Bumblebee Fixit. He never lets his armor get to such a state."

Sam: "What kind of world did we land in this time? Wheeljack?"

Wheeljack: "Apparently my last iteration forgot to tell me that this thing had to boot for five minutes before we could go around warping quickly. Sorry."

Bee: "Regardless, we're Autobots. We mean you no harm."

Sideswipe: "He doesn't sound like our Bee at all, which means you can blast him Strongarm."

Bee: "I highly doubt that Strongarm would blast me Sideswipe. She would sooner take me into custody before she would shoot me for acting strangely."

Me: "What do ya know. Wait a sec, how come out of all the dimensions we've seen I'm only in a few o' em?! "

Bee: "Cause I'm cooler than you. Obviously."

He snickered. "Careful Bee. Jazz might just take your voice from you." Mikaela said giving him a jab. "He wouldn't. Right Jazz?" To prove my point, I grinned as wickedly as possible, making him swallow hard as a result. "Muwahahahahahahaha! Beware Bee! Ya voice shall be mine if ya step outta line again!"

Celeste: "Please excuse them. I'm Celeste, these are my friends Mikaela, Sam, Leo, Wheeljack, Jazz and Bumblebee. We'll be out of your proverbial hair soon. We're trying to hop back to our own dimension."

Bumblebee: "Oookaaay. Well that's new. Nice to see myself I suppose."

Bee: "Why did she call you Lieutenant? Where's Optimus?"

Strongarm: "Optimus disappeared long ago, only showing up to give Lieutenant Bumblebee orders to come to earth. We're currently trying to re-capture escaped Decepticons and put them back in stasis."

Celeste: "Huh. So in this dimension, Bee is the leader. Cool. Hey Sideswipe…does the name Sunstreaker ring a bell?"

The red mech's optics widened greatly. Before they narrowed. "How do you know about my twin? I haven't seen him in orns let alone hear from him!"

Celeste: "Meh, you two exist in a few other dimensions. But I thought you two were inseparable."

Sideswipe: "We were. Until we got into a fight at his last art gallery. He stormed out in a huff and I haven't heard from him since."

Celeste: "Probably because he finally got tired of bailing you out of trouble. Talk to him, say you're sorry, and then show him how you're on the straight and narrow now. He'll forgive you."

"Who are you?!" He asked awe struck as we got ready to leave. "Like I said I know you from other dimensions. Try it. Sorry for dropping in." "It's no problem. Nice to see you again Jazz. Drop by some time to kick it!" "Totally will Bee man! Prime would be proud!" I shouted as we warped to another dimension. "Did we have to leave the one dimension where I was the leader?!" "Yep." Celeste said looking around casually. "FRAG! Guys we left LEO BEHIND!" She shouted. With a groan we warped back, grabbed him from the scrap heap he was sitting on and warped away again listening to him whine about us leaving him.

I am begging to seriously wonder how many dimensions there are. We ran into one where the Autobots were evil which was scary since we were saved by the Decepticons. We landed in one that had humans working alongside bots made specifically for search and rescue. They called themselves the Rescue bots. Another had us as the main characters of a Michael Bay film series, that was surprisingly accurate thus far, until the third movie. Then it got weird. We had warped into a convention hall holding something called Botcon. We found that out since we stopped to rest. Celeste apparently exists in this dimension and she's like a billionaire designer. She made costumes for all of our movies, and she still sells costumes online. Freaky thing is that she's around the same age as our Celeste and she was quite happy to invite us to her home to rest for the afternoon (she didn't freak learning that we actually came from a dimension where we {us bots} really existed). Freakier still, all of those dimensions we had gone through before this one are cartoons in this one. (We warped through actual cartoon universes that had no idea that they were Saturday morning cartoons.) After we left that one we landed in one of the films, where we freaked everyone out, and we found out that Sideswipe didn't have a twin. After that we landed in one where Ratchet was being hunted. Needless to say that we saved his life and reunited him with the other Autobots there, even laughing as Bee told one of his comrades that "This child is about to kick your ass". But it was still disturbing. Finally, we landed in one that looked just like home. The soldiers looked the same, the base looked the same, and by my readings we were on Diego Garcia.

Bee: "FINALLY! WE'RE HOME!"

"Whoa! Bee man I didn' know tha Ratch found nough spare parts ta melt down fo yo new voice!"

Bee: "ARRAAAAGGGGHHHH!"

He growled as he tackled Wheeljack to the ground nearly choking him out. "Hey! Woah! Woah Bee! Man knock it off!" "No, no. Jazz let it happen. He's been bottling up rage since we left the dimension where the Autobots were evil. Let him purge his soul of all anger on Wheeljack." "Yer just sayin that cause you cant physically throw a punch at him!" "True true, but it's his fault we're here in the first place."

Celeste said calmly as she watched Bee and Wheeljack wrestle across and up the hallway. "What in the pit is going on?!" "JAZZ! What have I said about swearing in front of the quadruplets!" "Sorry Bella its jus' well…"

He stammered as a tall dark blue gold and White femme stepped into the hall holding a red sparkling. It was a femmling more specifically. Now for those of you at home who are wondering what the frag is going on let me explain. Sparklings created by the Allspark were built, and placed in new frames as they grew older. Sparklings born from a carrier came equipped with a frame that grew with them. Replenish and the other sparklings we rescued can be upgraded into new frames when the time comes.

The femme closed her optics and sighed deeply. "Please. Jazz please tell me that this isn't one of Wheeljack's experiments gone wrong."

Me: "Well. To be perfectly honest with ya, it is. But his screw up has sent us hoppin across parallel dimensions to our own."

"Okay. So I can assume that is why there are two Jazzes, Bees, Wheeljacks and Sam and Mikaelas. Wonderful."

She said exhaling and smiling brightly. Behind her we could hear several clicks and squeaks, which only grew louder as another three sparklings came to the door where she stood. "AWWWW!" Mikaela and Celeste cooed in unison. Bee stopped wrestling Wheeljack long enough for him to crawl away gasping.

"My name is Arabella. But most call me by Bella or Ara. And these four are the quadruplets. They find your duplicates very loving here, hence why they're trying to cuddle you to death."

"Seems like the red one prefers you Jazz." Celeste giggled as the purple one gently snuggled up to her. "Jass. My Jass." She cooed happily. "Nightsinger, even though there are two Jazzes you can't claim either. You have to share remember?" The femmling pouted irritably before looking up to me hopefully. "Uh, listen to ya mom. An' that Jazz over there. I'm jus' visitin."

Mikaela: "Huh, a dimension where Jazz is a father. Who knew."

Bella: "Actually, he still aint getting none. I'm married to the twins."

Leo: "Oh gross! You married the Chevy twins?!"

Bella: "EWWWWWW! NO WAY! I'm married to Sunstreaker and Sideswipe! Do I look desperate enough to marry those idiots?!"

"Hey…wait…I know you!" Celeste shouted. "No you don-doooooooo! OOOOOOO! I DO KNOW YOU! You're that girl from the gap Sunny and I went to a week or two ago! Hey! Who could have guessed?!"

Mikaela: "Ummm huh?"

Celeste: "Remember how I told you I pick pocketed that one dude who had the gall to try and steal from a mom of four? This is her, but in a different dimension!"

Bella: "Yep. Very true. Sunstreaker planned to kick the dude's butt as soon as we were done, but you got my wallet back for me so thanks!"

Me: "Jus how old are ya? Ya sound very young to have sparklins."

Jazz: "Well, biologically speakin' she's only 16 or so. Her buddy Tia is younger than er'. She's only six!"

Bella: "But we were revived as a 20 vorn old and a 16 vorn old. We were very mature for our age Primus told us so himself."

Sam: "Do I wanna know?"

Bella: "Long story. I'd be glad to give you the shortened version of it over some cookies if you want."

Jazz: "Ya'll better say yes. She th' best baker this world has ta offer, an her stuff tastes real good!"

Bella: "Jazz is being kind. Seriously though you guys look like you could use a break. And Wheeljack could probably use a quick trip to the Medbay. C'mon, my shift doesn't start for another few hours, we'll eat drink and be merry."

We did eat drink and be merry. Since this world is so close to our own, we figured that a little energon couldn't hurt. Bella introduced us to her friend Tia, and that femme is impressive. (For a six-year-old she definitely knows how the spy business works.) All the other bots took it in stride. Turns out in this dimension, Sam and Mikaela are married and expecting their own kid, Leo was paid off by the government to stay quiet after Egypt but later joined N.E.S.T. as a hacker. And the rest of us just do what we do best. I'm surprised that Jolt sparkmated, let alone to a femme so young like Tia. Pit, they're even expecting a little on themselves! While we hung out on base they were super cool to us, Bella made sure that we got a good tour, and she even gave us access to the car wash on base. Which let me say was like heaven. We need to get one installed at home. She even helped Celeste find her doppelganger which as it turns out, is living comfortably in L.A. as a sales clerk by day and an aspiring designer by night. This one didn't just sell costumes, she also sold clothes and jewelry too. "Wooooooow. Out of my two iterations, I had the worst luck. Totally screwed up." She said in good humor. Behind her Wheeljack sat conversing with his doppelganger about time travel and how to perfect dimensional travel. Just as soon as they began speaking about wormholes Ratchet walked in and muttered a few curses in Cybertronian while glaring at them. They stopped talking as our Wheeljack got up with a smile and brought out the remote once more. Just as he did that Sunny and Sides waltzed into the room and did a double take.

Sides: "Uhhh. Do I want to know?"

Bella: "Tell you later boo. You guys keep safe okay?"

Me: "Sure! Thanks for the cookies! It was super great to meet ya'll!"

Celeste: "Hey Wheeljack, do you really think we could return?"

Wheeljack: "Of course. Every dimension we've landed in has a specific code that shows up on the remote. We just have to label them."

Mikaela: "Cool. Never thought that I'd meet myself, or that I'd be pregnant. I have to find you a gift. Something nice."

Mikaela: "You don't have to. It's just cool knowing that I exist. And that we were played by Megan Fox."

Bee: "Hang in there me, you'll get your voice back soon."

His doppelganger nodded coolly as Wheeljack prepped the remote for our next jump. "Here take these for the road." Bella said as she handed us two huge baskets. And I mean like Cybertronian sized baskets, I can barely carry one. One was filled with all kinds of fruit and vegetables, the other was filled with confections made by Bella herself. With a final goodbye we warped again, this time landing in a lab.

Wheeljack: "I think this is it. I'm pretty sure this is our dimension."

Sam: "How can you be sure?"

He asked. We all walked outside carefully to find soldiers milling around surprised to see us. So far so good. "By the Allspark! They're okay!" "Where the frag have you lot been?!" Ratchet shrilled.

Will: "Oh thank God you're okay."

Epps: "Where were you guys?! It's been like five days!"

Well. This is going to be one very long story. And one very long report. (SIGH) Good to be back.

A/N: Hello. I have not been posting as often as I want. Damn writers block. I hope that everyone who reads this had a terrific 2015 and I look forward to hearing from you in 2016. Please favorite follow and review to let me know how I did. Thanks for a wonderful year and please stay safe as you celebrate the new one.

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